How to Play a Villainous Boss 139

Chapter 139 – Don’t Fight, Be Nice!! (5)

Squeak, squeak. Click.

“Kuu…!”

As if she couldn’t stand her shame, she groaned in shame and her clothing that protected her came off again.

Her plan to get out of this place by knocking out her opponent the moment she tried to take off her own clothes was blown up in the air with just one word from her man. Even though she hadn’t even retrieved her weapon yet, the opponent wasn’t vigilant at all. As if to make sure that her prey, which she could take at any moment, might harbor a deadly poison, he asked her to be naked. Even with her own hands.

She can tolerate it if the other person tries to force her. However, undressing with your own hands in front of the opposite sex is a completely different matter. Kurin, who was reluctant to show her bare skin even to people of the same sex, was reluctant to show her naked body to a man she had never seen before. Moreover, it is even more so if it is right after intuition that the man is having a violent physical relationship with another woman just a moment ago.

First socks, then outerwear, then the waist belt of the top, and then pants. All she had on her body now were two sets of pale pink underwear protecting her precious place. She wondered if this was enough, but her man only nodded her head. It didn’t mean permission to be enough, but it was a urging with unspoken pressure to take off all the rest of her underwear. Kurin stretched her hands across her back, her face flushing red. And she unfastened the link on her bra… With a click.

“I’m sorry…!”

Rocking.

The chest, which had been tightly confined by the compression bra, was released.

Ordinary female adventurers don’t have big breasts. Clearly, a large chest is a means to attract men, but for adventurers who risk their lives in dangerous remote areas to make money, even if they are large, the chest is only a cumbersome part that interferes with battles and activities. Perhaps because of this, it may be a wizard class that only needs to chant a spell on the spot, but among warrior class adventurers who jump on their own two feet and engage in intense battles, or thief class adventurers who require stealthy and swift movements, female adventurers of gold rank or higher have chest pain. Most of them were B cups, which were closer to A cups.

Kurin is a warrior-type adventurer who uses a spear. Thus, she deliberately wears a bra that squeezes her chest as much as possible, even if it is rather tight, to prevent her chest from getting in the way during combat. For her, who doesn’t really have much ties with the opposite sex, this breast is a useless item that only gets in the way of her battles. Her big breasts, which other women wanted to have, were just a shame she wanted to hide.

The part that I never want others to see, I reveal to others with my own hands.

What made Kurin even more painful was her man’s stare staring at her own body.

Teacher. The most talked-about celebrity in this underground city of Landfill. An unidentified stranger who united the violent organizations that originally divided and governed the Landfill at once, and eventually achieved the integration of the Landfill to this day. And… A very famous playboy.

His promiscuous temperament was so famous that it was said that there could be a woman who had not slept with him even once, but that there was no woman who had only mingled with him once. I don’t know about anything else, but it was yesterday that he just brushed aside the joke that a woman can never win ramen on the bed, but today’s Kurin couldn’t bear to think of it as a joke.

A hot yet sticky gaze. If his gaze were to have a form, he would have seen her kneading and toying with her body. It is unpleasant to be seen as an object of sexual desire to the opposite sex, but his gaze was a little different. The lustful gaze of ordinary men was unpleasant, looking at the other person only as a tool or object to quench one’s sexual desire, but the teacher’s gaze was different from theirs. Deeper, heavier… I heard a strange atmosphere that is difficult to explain in words.

So whenever Kurin’s gaze touched every part of his body, instead of displeasure or disgust, his face turned red with his unknown shame. The man’s gaze was terrifying, to the point that it would be better to expose his bare skin in front of dozens of people he didn’t even know.

“Sir…!”

Her Kurin, her last bastion that protects her own body, took off her panties and became naked in front of the opposite sex, the first time she met today.

“Hmm… You’re in a good shape. Now, then… For now, put your hands on the wall there, and stand with your back facing this way.”

Even though she had done this, she still hadn’t cleared her doubts, so her man instructed her as if she were a peace officer dealing with her dangerous person. And Kurin, who was not in a position to refuse his order, stood with her back to him, placing both hands on the wall next to him as he told her to.

“Now get your butt back.”

“…”

To a man she hadn’t seen before, pushing his ass and revealing all of her private parts, she couldn’t help but feel a tremendous sense of shame at the sight of herself becoming a lascivious figure that only prostitutes would do.

“Not a bad sight.”

Bad guy. Kurin struggled to suppress her shame, cursing her man, who, in her mute voice, was so ruthless and yet uselessly revealing her sexuality. Her ego didn’t feed her, so it was enough money to save her life by allowing her body once.

“Well, then… I’ll let you go after I ejaculate on your body.”

“I’ll tell you in advance… Never inside.”

I cannot concede this much. Seeing Kurin’s determined attitude, her man let out a laugh as if it were ridiculous.

“It doesn’t matter anyway since I have contraception… Well, okay. I’ll match that rhythm. Now, then…”

Poo-wook.

“Hey…!”

A sudden, unpleasant feeling of foreign body moving from the inside. It didn’t take long to realize that it was her man’s hand. At this rate, it was close enough to use shock magic. If he raises all possible mana like this and uses shock magic, he will finally be able to knock this man unconscious even for a moment. The woman who used to mingle with this man is still lying on the floor unable to escape from the afterglow of that pleasure, so if you put this hand on the wall to his body and use magic…

“Uh, uh…?!”

But before long, Kurin couldn’t help but bewilderment at the unexpected situation. What the hell was the problem, I couldn’t get my hands off the wall I was leaning on. It wasn’t tied to any restraints, and there wasn’t anything sticky or sticky on the wall, but my hand on the wall didn’t move no matter how hard I tried. As if becoming one with the wall, Kurin defied his master’s will and glared at the hand clinging to the wall with a look full of betrayal.

“Oh, uhh…!”

I thought about kicking him with her foot, but he wasn’t standing right behind her, he stuck to her side. In this position with his hands on the wall, no matter how hard he swung his legs, he couldn’t deliver a proper blow to the man in that position. Besides, this guy isn’t stupid, and if her leg moves, he’ll put his distance back. If that happens, the vigilance will only increase, and the chance to escape will be further away.

The fact that his hand did not come off the wall must have been something this man was doing. Somehow, I suddenly thought that the distance was allowed, but I never thought I would do something like this. I don’t know exactly what he did, but there was nothing Kurin could do now. Just like this, she was being harassed defenselessly by her man’s hand, letting go of her moaning, and waiting for her man to become completely vigilant. All she could do was hold on and hold on, hoping for an opportunity for her own hidden teeth to bite the defenseless scruff. Of course…

“Heheh, hah…!”

It was a question of how much longer she could withstand this touch that was stirring her insides.

She hadn’t even inserted her penis yet, just two of her fingers swirling around in it, and that alone made her head feel drowsy. To feel the pleasure of being unilaterally ridiculed by the enemy was something that could not happen unless it was a pervert. However, her partner seemed very good at handling women, and since she had already discovered all of her sexual weaknesses, she bit her lip and tried to pop out of her neck without her owner’s permission. All she could do was force herself to swallow her moans again.

The thrill of lightning flashed through her head, each time her fingers pricked inside or bent to scrape the walls of her vagina. Her legs gave out earlier and she was on the verge of falling to her knees on the floor, but her hands clinging to the wall prevented her from even falling. Is this really real or is it just a terrible nightmare. It wasn’t until the barriers of her mind collapsed that the boundaries became blurred, and her sharp teeth were revealed in earnest.

Pooh…!

“Ka…Hak…!”

Something thick and vicious, incomparable to the fingers that had stirred inside her earlier, forcibly widened the narrow gap and burrowed inward. The vaginal muscles, which had been loosened by her fingers, could not block the male energy from entering her man for a long time, and eventually allowed her to enter. Kurin, who instinctively realized that this was dangerous, desperately tried to get away from him, but her thick club of meat penetrated to the end at once, and the feeling of being pushed up by her lower abdomen and the thrill of rushing like water rushed in with pleasure…

“Where?”

Quack.

A ferocious hand pressed down on his back, making him feel as if his waist was falling backwards, and then it came crashing into him again vigorously. Cooing, cooing. The pleasure overflowing from below was already close to violence, and every time he shook his waist, Kurin lost consciousness and then regained consciousness over and over again.

There was no pain at all. However, it was more frightening because of that.

If there had been even the slightest pain, he would have felt some degree of reality, but even with such rough treatment, there was no pain at all, and only distant pleasures kept coming, so Kurin had an ominous imagination that perhaps his body had finally been ruined. I had no choice but to do it. This is definitely a pleasure. But it was not normal, it was a very dangerous pleasure that broke her spirit.

“Huh…! Ha ha…!”

How much time has passed? Ten minutes? One hour? Or half a day? As she kept losing her mind and regaining it, her sense of time had long since faded, and whenever her heavy pleasure pounded her eyes, she could not see anything even though she opened her eyes. The hand that is still clinging to the wall does not budge. No, she can’t even feel her arms and legs anymore. All she feels is the feel of chunks of meat digging between her own legs and ripping through her body.

“Ah…”

When Kurin finally came to her senses in the flickering consciousness, she was asleep on the roof of a building with her back against the wall. Besides, beside her, her long spear, her weapon she hadn’t recovered, lay neatly next to her. Maybe… Was it all a dream? Being attacked by that man who was her teacher’s follower, being raped by someone called her teacher, were all just bad dreams…?

“…Ugh, no…!”

But it wasn’t a dream. The scenes in Kurin’s memory were all realities she had personally experienced. The evidence was this white, sticky liquid with a strong scent of chestnut flowers that gushed out from between the legs, red and swollen.

“…Ugh, oops…!”

The relief of finally being liberated, the fear of that teacher, and… Regret?

Shit. Kurin slapped his cheeks with both of his hands, catching his spirit. It was a really terrible experience, but the man called the teacher let himself go as promised. Besides, this rooftop she was on was the same roof of the inn where she dealt with her man’s follower last time. In other words, the teacher really kept his promise. With her unconscious, she could have had her own way, but he did indeed spare her life in exchange for taking her body. That fact made Kurin feel very complicated.

No matter how you look at it, that teacher is not a good person. But … Can she really decide that she is a bad person?

Soon after, Kurin shook his head and concluded that his worries were useless, and went down the stairs from the rooftop to join the junior adventurers from Desperado.

*

“Is it really okay to let her go?”

Baine asked back after confirming that her Kurin was limping down from her rooftop. He is my escort, and at the same time a fierce follower. He was probably worried that letting go of that female adventurer would have bad consequences for me.

“It’s okay. Even if she keeps holding on to her anyway, nothing will change about her. Rather, there’s more benefit to me than letting her go.”

“What gain?”

I made a black seed on the palm of my hand and showed it. Baine looked at the seed that appeared in my hand as if he were looking at holy water blessed by a saint. Well, don’t even do that It is all thanks to this seed that Baine can walk on his own again.

This seed is a visualization of my abilities. A seed made with my own power is planted in the heart of the person who swallowed it, and as soon as desire sprouts and blooms, a passage connecting that person’s inner will and reality is created.

“How useful and how dangerous is my power… It’s an opportunity to let more people know about it.”

“Sir, no way…!”

“Yeah, that’s right. She planted her seed in her too.”

Due to the restrictions on conditional release imposed by the representatives of the seven cities, I cannot do anything harmful to another person without their permission. In other words, let alone ambush someone, it means that you cannot even counterattack without that person’s permission. Furthermore, if my ability causes harm in any way, that too is a violation of the restriction. So I can’t even use this ability without the other person’s consent. This means that this ability, which, if done well, can turn an enemy into a rampaging monster that no one can control, can only be used as a way to make allies stronger.

“Adventurers belong to guilds, but basically, the guild policy is to protect the guild members, but not to oppress them. Then, if an adventurer belonging to a guild obtains a very strong ability from somewhere and suddenly the performance increases tremendously, What will the other adventurers think?”

“We’ll dig up the source of that ability… And they’ll want it too.”

Adventurers are those who make a living by taking on risky adventures. They need at least one more means to protect themselves.

Magic that cannot be learned without talent, authority and protection that cannot be obtained unless chosen due to lack of luck, and weapons that anyone can obtain but require an excessive amount of money.

In this world, those who do not possess even one of these three cannot rise high, and the advantages and disadvantages of each are clear. However, what would happen if the fourth option appeared, which is the ability to become stronger as long as you set your mind to it, without needing talent, luck, or money?

Those who have no talent for magic, no divine protection or authority because they have not been chosen by God, and no money to the extent that it is difficult to make a living right now, let alone buy strong weapons, are said to have the ability to become stronger than anyone else with just a strong will. If you let me know

“Of course, you’ll doubt it at first. Nothing is free in this world. That’s why I’m going to tell you about the disadvantages as well. This ability isn’t all-powerful, but it has a price.”

“…Are you talking about ‘erosion’?

“Bain. You don’t know much about humans.”

It is not so hard to determine what a person’s mind is, saying that you can know ten roads in the water but not one road inside a person. Among so many adventurers, there must be at least one human who wants that power, even if it has the demerit of not knowing if they do something wrong. Those who have no money, no talent, no luck being chosen by God, but desperate to succeed.

They are my goals.